Oh, this has unearthed such bittersweet memories! When I was a little kid, my Dad gave me (or perhaps, with hindsight, we shared) his own microscope. It may’ve been an ex-school one, (certainly it was small, and didn’t have a huge power of magnification) however it blew me away! The excitement of seeing the miniature world revealed was like nothing I’d ever experienced before!

Thing is, Dad died over 20 years ago and, without a doubt, that microscope would’ve been left in my care – yet I have no memory of what became of it – in fact I haven’t given it a thought for years! I’m certain I’d never have parted with it though – so I feel an urgent search of the attic is definitely due…

See Dana, the power you have to make innocent blog-readers suddenly grab a torch, leap into their roofspace, and give battle to blood-sucking spiders, loose floorboards, and scary amounts of accumulated family detritus? Tsk! Be sure to use your awesome power wisely in future, m’dear… 😉 -Nx